MRS KNOX. [with gentle pity] How do you know, Mr Gilbey, what youll do to-morrow morning?
GILBEY. Why shouldnt I know? Are we children not to be let do what we like, and our own sons and daughters kicking their heels all over the place? [To Knox] I was never one to interfere between man and wife, Knox; but if Maria started ordering me about like that—
MRS GILBEY. Now dont be naughty, Rob. You know you mustnt set yourself up against religion?
GILBEY. Whos setting himself up against religion?
MRS KNOX. It doesnt matter whether you set yourself up against it or not, Mr. Gilbey. If it sets itself up against you, youll have to go the appointed way: it's no use quarrelling about it with me that am as great a sinner as yourself.
GILBEY. Oh, indeed! And who told you I was a sinner?
MRS GILBEY. Now, Rob, you know we are all sinners. What else is religion?
GILBEY. I say nothing against religion. I suppose were all sinners, in a manner of speaking; but I dont like to have it thrown at me as if I'd really done anything.
MRS GILBEY. Mrs Knox is speaking for your good, Rob.
GILBEY. Well, I dont like to be spoken to for my good. Would anybody like it?